The Blue Waffle EP

by Gorgeous Geordie

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The first release from Gorgeous Geordie. 4 of the 6 songs have music videos available on the Club Kreative youtube page.
Cover art by Myke Peters

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released July 1, 2012

All tracks produced by Blank Banshee
Cover art by Myke Peters

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Track Name: Blue Waffle (prod. by Blank Banshee)
Verse 1:
How should I put this? I'm ravenous
I get my kicks reading bitches statuses
That's right fucked, I ain't need to say Facebook
Yet you understood you a pawn I'm a bishop
My hot frequence means ya plot weakens
LOL's are modern day swastikas
On eBay I bought sneakers and didn't pay a lot neither
See, I'm not conceited
Beats completed by the Patrick Draze
Dirty dancing you to death like Patrick Swayz'
Did the sick mullet with the steps like Patrick Kane
I am literally obsessed with Patrick Bateman
My mind's whacked like nasty milf's up in the cabbage patch
Licking Justin Bieber's ass crack
At least I got a brain, you just playin the Scarecrow
Wishin that you cartel with cocaine in ya sombrero

Chorus (X2):
Go home and google Blue Waffle
Go home and google Blue Waffle
Go home eat a blueberry Waffle
and google Blue Waffle

Verse 2:
I got a virus watching porn on my iPhone
Fuck raising sheep procreating with a cyborg
We looking welfare in Hilfiger
We looking welfare 2012 Tommy
We changing patterns like a plaid dress shirt
Socialist unite on a social network
Master of the track I got the New Balance
Heard those styles that you use used to move albums
Got the pumped up kicks and the fly hoodies
Might blow my load in a box of girl guide cookies
Yeah so, I wear an ice cream cone
That'll blind you with the high beams on
I'm trying to keep the X in Xmas
Protect ya neck in necklace
Blue Waffle that's a sexist breakfast
The chorus ain't catchy it's a vaginal infection

Chorus (X2)
Track Name: Colors of the Wind/Demento Distortia (prod. by Blank Banshee)
Verse 1:
These digital kids make a disc compact
Like Russian mob with Pavel Bure's contract
Better read the small print
Don't end up in a coffin
Paint pictures like Colors of the Wind
Ya fake scripture ain't never gon' get bubblin
Puttin on my lip balm
Blowin kisses to these little bitches trying to make diss songs

**Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the new born moon
Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grins?
Sing with all the voices of the mountains
Can you paint with all the Colors of the Wind**

Verse 2:
Yo, you ain't influential, I create beauty
We all sex addicts like Hank Moody
Still bump Bangs I'ma "Take U To Da Movies"
See Boozy Suzie gettin all sluzy
Check it, motha fucka gon sext it
Pop fresh shit that's hotter than french chicks
You wouldn't know nothin bout that would ya
You wouldn't know nothin bout that would ya

Verse 3:
Bugged out seeing bugs on an army cot
Pushed too far it brought an alarming thought
The vagabond that's bringing dat piff
But with no vices, that made my life disastrous
Don't get it twisted like Backwoods or backwards like crackheads
Posing as catholics, lined up on Ash Wednesday
So they can feel the heavenly bliss of blastin
I'm sure Tupac Shakur be hoppin outta casket
Sayin he was really down in Mexico
If they think that it's sellable to the unintellectual
Wearing Tapout giving tickets to the gun show
Hoping to climb in the room with Rapunzel
Dim vision from the white bundle
Came into focus from the light in the tunnel
That's cliche like a mixtape or Tim McVeigh and his sentence
Pop like Nick Lachey or Miss Simpson
Got blood on my chin from this fish stick
Mehhh, menstrual perversions unsettling thoughts that's disturbing
Story of Xerxes: King of the Persians
Molesting his servants

Demento Distortia (X4)

Back again got ya grandmas
Back at the crib playin Pants Off Dance Off
Demento Distortia's only a portion of what Gorgeous does
Of what Gorgeous does, Of what Gorgeous does
You little mother fucks, Of what Gorgeous does
The great Gorgeous
Goth breast milk
Track Name: Rat Goof ft. Iron Clad (prod. by Blank Banshee)
Verse 1, Gorgeous Geordie:
Pervs in the club trying to get laid
Thinking that bitches is begging to be raped
They looking for the bad girls with good grades
So they can take em home after roofying their drinks
Stinking like cold cuts, breaking out in cold sweats
Pulling strings, out comes the Kotex
She ain't even know yet, she ain't even loaded
Eyes rolling back on this mother fuckers sofa
It only took one vodka soda
Now you're barely conscious, it's game over
Smellin sweaty choda, penny loafer odour
Little honey badger been bitten by a cobra
Panic attack, panic attack
The scandalous path of the boy next door
Now you're handcuffed on a cold wet floor
Mouth taped shut in a room full of sex toys

Chorus (X2):
Movies ain't real til you wake up in a cellar
Hearing halogen lights and a ceiling fan propeller
Panic attacks are inevitable
Panic attacks are inevitable

Verse 2, Iron Clad:
Staring at the clock, sniffin coke cryin
Ready to hit the scene like I'm busy poaching lions
Animals skins I'm draped in, hairy palms are soaked
Walk in the club, reeling in traps on a lobster boat
Get twitching by the thought of her clothes
Try and strike up a convo with old mobster quotes
Shakey holdin my cup, my basements mouldy as fuck
I wanna run for the door every time I get a shoulder nudge
I'm a raspy man with clammy hands
In a '91 Grand Am glove box full of Ativan's
Hoping no jocks start a problem
And expose my pockets filled with novelty condoms
So awkward when I'm trying on her necklace
I got my personal cabby waiting for me at the fire exit
So he can bring me a bundle of Roofalin
Aw shit I got had by a Rat Goof again
Aw shit I got had by a Rat Goof again
Aw shit I got had by a Rat Goof again

Chorus (X2)
Track Name: The Best (prod. by Blank Banshee)
Chorus:
**I wanna be the very best** (X4)

Verse 1:
Full of sadness, the world's hopeless
Players getting molested by hockey coaches
Desensitized perverts gettin' freaky, drinkin piss eating feces
A bunch of greasy fuckin fat slobs
Turnin playgrounds to crackspots looking like cast offs
With pedophile glasses on trying to attack moms
Beatin off to beats by Pokemon, did I mention that all hope is gone?
At least your normal, no you're not you're a fucking failure
Your favorite college football team got beat by Baylor
You ain't the best

Chorus

Verse 2:
Innocent bodies we buryin, reppin Kim Jong Il til the very end
Who really wanted this? Club Kreative backed by Anonymous
Apocalyptic fury is not preposterous
With hatred written all across the lips
Dude's who french kiss a bitch wearing her fathers skin
I'm in the middle east screaming Osama lives
I'm robbing banks with a Stephen Harper mask
This cholesterol continent's having heart attacks
I got this pain in my chest, I'm trying to get this pain off my chest
Every day I'm more depressed I'm not the best

Chorus

Take em to church

Outro
Track Name: @geordietanner (prod. by Blank Banshee)
(Gorgeous Geordie
Blank Banshee's up in the mother fucker
Isn't it ironic, don't ya think?
Lick my dink)

I'm the asian Jesus eating Cheez WIz
Drink ammonia and other house hold cleaners
Febreezin' stank pussy before I eat it
My safari history is always deleted

(Shout out to Facebook, Mark Zuckerberg had that shit correct son!)

Knowing too much have ya jumping off a high rise
Great minds think alike connect via wifi
Honey badger tail with the bleach all tie died
Beats produced by: "Bill Nye The Science Guy"

(Shout out to 4chan, Gorgeous Geordie on the 4chan
Gore porn's gross but I like a Blue Waffle)

Goo goo over Gaga in a dress of raw meat
Mixing like coke in a spliff: salt on brocoli
This the second coming of Chris Farley
These other MC's are so boring

(Shout out to twitter, you don't know how to use twitter
So ya don't use it!)

Shut the fuck up with ya mind elevation
We wreck creations for recreation
Like em in the Yoga pants meditatin'
I'm sober in the club playing predator

(If you don't use Facebook you're a fucking asshole
Why you deleting your Facebook ya fucking idiot?
We don't give a fuck about ya statement
Throw ya cellphone off a fucking bridge then
"I hate computers, I hate social network
YouTube's for faggots, it didn't get us anywhere"
All my little tweethearts @geordietanner
Scumbags up on the Facebook too Gorgeous Geordie what up
2012 shit.)
Track Name: Video Games (prod. by Blank Banshee)
Yo, yeah
Shout out to- nah fuck the shout out
This shit right here is an ode to No Support City
My hometown, where I come from
You know what I mean this is some real shit, goth


Verse 2:
25 years dwellin in a land that lacks opportunity
No Support City, that's just it it's my community
I admit at times I am guilty of the truancy
Now it's Gorgeous time to shine like these mutha fuckas jewellery
All the cats that went to school with me have moved on
Making shit in the John ain't spreading like grey poupon
Empty venues where you spray your rhymes
Everybody's born with a welfare state of mind
Chicks in sweatpants at the mall pushing strollers
Dudes with 2-4's a beer and Xbox controllers
This ones for the lifeless the low cost of living prices
Alcohol induced comas and dudes that ice fish
Rockin beer hats and Old Navy polar fleece
35% of the population is obese
Fuck the police we all caught up in the snow treats
But this place is my home sheeeeeit
Take it away Lana

*Open up a beer and take it over here
and play your video games*


Verse 2:
Plenty of ideas, very few completed
Maybe that's the reason why I'm so easily defeated
I hear these cats speaking whether or not they believe it
I try to keep it humorous like when I'm tweetin
Disguising all my demons beyond the day dreamin
The local music scene is literally sleepin
The only difference between what it is you do and what you oppose to
Is the marketing scheme that controls you
No wonder we ain't hopeful being sheep is all we know du'
Hip hop is not a reality show with moguls
It's being unique individuals with focus
It's not a bunch of boring MC's thats minds ain't never been opened
I'm going where the growth is but will always embrace the coldness
While you copying yo shit trust me the world sees this and knows this
Man please, this will always be my home but I'm out fam peace
Go play your video games kid